A tear to the void manifested in the middle of the room, forcing Wang Wei and Wangchen to end today’s lesson and focus on the spatial portal. The true body calmly walked in, his face calm, almost indifferent. He glanced at the clone, and the latter nodded before turning into a white light that fused with the main body.
Wang Wei swiftly digested the mories before glancing at the young man, "It’s ti to end the karma between us."
Wangchen stood frozen for a few seconds, his body numb, and his mind buzzing; a deep pain echoed in his chest, but his powerful body should not have any issues. "I-I understand," he replied, almost whimpering. He knew this day would co. He tried to avoid it. He tried really hard to believe he could avoid it. But what must co, will co.
"I’ll give you a few days to calm your mind and reach your peak state," Wang Wei calmly stated before disappearing. The next three days were a daze until his mother spoke to him. Finally, he entered seclusion to finally regain his bearings. Two weeks later, Wang Wei left the cave for the first ti since arriving in this world.
Moonwater Domain, Heavenly Water City:
After recently becoming the largest and wealthiest city in the domain, the traffic of rchants, rcenaries, hunters, and tourists made things extrely lively. Although Wang Wei had seen far more prosperous cities, this one still had its unique charm since this was the first ti he had seen so many body refiners in one place.
As he experienced the marvel this world had to offer, he imdiately noticed sothing: "The upper echelon of this place has started wearing silk robes instead of hunting clothes made from fine animal fur," Wang Wei thought. He did not expect a form of cultural invasion to be slowly happening in this secret realm.
No matter the world, rich people always try to find ways to distinguish themselves from the rest. The British conquered South Asia for spices, but once these spices beca common among the peasants, they removed spices from their cuisine and started eating bland food again.
Lobster used to be sothing fishern ate because they couldn’t access other kinds of at, but eventually, as more people beca aware of its status as a delicacy, prices rose until only the rich could afford it. The sa thing happened to avocado and nurous other things.
The cultivation world cannot escape such a fact. Before his arrival, the upper echelons controlled the color of clothes people could wear, with only Ancestor Fiendgod Powerhouse being able to wear purple. But now, it seems they’ve chosen silk clothes as the new factor to separate themselves from the masses.
"Don’t these people understand that culture is another form of invasion and conquest?" Wang Wei analyzed. "As long as the silk robe becos widespread and popular enough, a good chunk of luck and fortune will be taken from this place and head back to Tiline NP89076H, the Primordial Tiline, or the Infinite Divine Tiline? Hmm, could this be a plot? Is soone secretly accelerating this trend?"
Wang Wei wouldn’t be surprised if this were soone’s plot to take a good portion of this world’s luck. However, the question is who? Such a plan doesn’t truly require high strength; mainly, it requires enough influence. So, while it’s likely that it was one of the Tribunals (high strength ans a higher chance of being influential), it could also be any of the Primordial Chaos Saints or even a brilliant Paragon.
Wang Wei secretly used his fingers to calculate the truth, but he only saw a blur. While his fighting abilities have drastically increased in this world, all other aspects have almost beco useless — unless he is willing to bleed and go the extra length to deduce the truth. Unfortunately, Wang Wei had already decided to stay low for the remainder of this world. Although there are many benefits, the dangers are too great.
Without the Heaven and Earth Origin Cycle Array and access to the Heaven Will, his safety was in the hands of luck. Any actions he takes could result in the appearance of a Saint; after all, this world doesn’t just have the Saints from the expedition, but also the ones from the secret realm.
The subtle undercurrents of this city or the world have nothing to do with Wang Wei. After taking a brief look at the city, he headed to his destination: the Shuiwa Clan’s Ancestral Hall — the Origin Water Mountain. Nurous people were standing at the foot of the mountain, so Wang Wei and Wangchen’s arrival was nothing unusual; people just dismissed them as one of the many people trying to incur favor with the Shuiwa Clan.
A shadow figure suddenly appeared before the group and knelt on one knee, "Lord."
"Is everything ready?" Wang Wei asked.
"Yes."
"What about the people outside?"
"The Shuiwa Grand Competition is approaching, so most of their mbers have already returned," the shadow replied.
"The remaining people?" Not every mber can return to the clan, since certain business or resource areas cannot do without soone taking charge.
"We are watching them and can assassinate them at any ti."
"Good. Activate the array."
The shadow bowed before disappearing. Less than ten seconds later, a blood-red magic circle with runes appeared in the sky, creating a golden shield that isolated the ancestral ho from the outside; from now on, nothing and no one can enter or leave except for Wang Wei and Wangchen.
The two flew into the sky, ignoring the visitors who were already panicking. They passed through the golden shield, and Wang Wei did not waste his ti. He released a terrifying aura, alarming the ancestors of the Shuiwa Clan. Four people flew into the sky: an elderly man with bright eyes, a middle-aged man with a hidden cunning aura, and two young individuals, all wearing a myriad of colorful silk robes.
"The oldest one should be the First Elder, and his cultivation has reached the peak of 4-star; he’s only missing his own Saint Foundation before ascending to the highest level," Wang Wei transmitted to Wangchen through a link of their mind.
"The middle-aged one is the Second Elder, and he’s at the peak of 3-star; it’s only a matter of ti before he ascends to 4-star. The other two should be new Ancestor Powerhouses cultivated after absorbing the foundation of your Fusan Clan."
Wangchen clenched his fist. The Shuiwa Clan had entered a golden age, but what was the price? The millions of lives of the Redcloud Fusan Clan; their suffering paved the way for this clan’s success and grand ambition.
"Sir, who are you and why have you intruded on our clan’s ancestral hall?" the First Elder asked calmly; at least, he was trying to remain as calm as possible.
"2.5 million years ago, you slaughtered the Redcloud Fusan Clan," Wang Wei stated with a voice laced with coldness and indifference. "In this world, no one can escape the cycle of causality. Your actions have brought your clan a period of prosperity, and today, I’m here for your reckoning."
The First Elder squinted; his gaze fixed on Wang Wei and Wangchen before sothing dawned on him. He fixated on Wangchen, "You’re the 17th master of the Fusan Clan? That baby?" The elderly man sighed deeply. "So, you didn’t die after all." The mont Master Xunzi, the Third Elder, disappeared before dying soon after, he had a feeling sothing like that might happen.
"Die? How can I die before I get my retribution?" Wangchen sneered. His fists were clenched so hard that they started bleeding.
"Sir, is there any way to deal with this peacefully? My Shuiwa Clan is willing to offer handso compensation."
"What do you think?"
"Sir, you shouldn’t be a mber of the Fusan Clan, right?" The Second Elder asked. "Why get involved in sothing that doesn’t concern you?"
"I’m not here to talk or negotiate. So, die!"
Boom!
A terrifying power, unleashed by one punch, swept everything in its path; it was domineering, forcing everything to bow down or be annihilated. What’s even more terrifying is that this overbearing power was also laced with a bit of the Power of Nothingness, making it even deadlier.
"Hmm? Still alive?"
The First Elder had a magical barrier around him. A quick analysis revealed it was the product of their clan’s highest protective array. Unfortunately, this thing was barely enough to protect himself.
"Why? Why do you have to do this?" The First Elder muttered.
"Feeling sad? Feeling desperate? Why didn’t you feel this way when you slaughtered my clan?" Wangchen asked with gritted teeth. The First Elder’s sadness angered him imnsely. This hypocrite only saw the people of his clan as humans, while other people’s clans are nothing but stepping stones for his clan’s greatness.
"Retribution? Maybe, but even if that’s true, I’ll make you pay."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wang Wei did not allow him to react before throwing three mighty punches, each powered by his Will Domination and the full potency of his Power of Nothingness.
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